All the way to the back Keep it cold Mysteries move amidst the crowd Wake of Leviathans Pull through, who has your back? grey friends, placeless, orbits askew you are a perihelion, a vertigo of swarm technology, existing to exist, why, why breathe, why currents running tracks, find the summer still, still here She has blue eyes, is this the future. pulled from the past, so close to dead one last shot. Failed itch of v vs. w who wins, deflation, unimpressive die for this or ever saved by the prince, is the glass coffin too battered? Did the witch win after all these years, these fractured candy colored clouds, even death may die